In the evening, the villagers who came to help all went back, leaving only the grandmother and the second uncle and the family of three, and everyone stayed in the hall to watch TV.

The news is being broadcast on TV, talking about a new real estate opening in a certain place, and the urbanization scale of the provincial capital has increased.

Everyone can't understand the information inside, they are looking at the picture. Yi Chuan was clamoring to watch cartoons, but was knocked on the head by Yi San: "Listen to the news." ”

Actually, Yi San didn't understand what was said in the news.

Yi Yang sighed and said, "In the future, the house will become very expensive. In fact, it is very expensive now, but it will be more expensive in the future. ”

The second aunt laughed: "How do you know?" ”

Yi Yang said: "That's for sure, this is the law of economics. ”

Listening to Yi Yang's words, Yi San's two sons, as well as his grandmother, laughed. Xiao Yichuan didn't know why, but he also laughed.

They are all laughing at Yi Yang, a little kid still understands the laws of economics?

Yi Yang had no choice but to smile.

At this moment, he was actually very melancholy.

Although he lived to be twenty-eight years old and fourteen years later, it is a pity that there has been no qualitative change in his perception of that world.

Because, there is no culture.

There is a phrase on the Internet that refers to a group like Yi Yang before rebirth: the silent majority.

The way they obtained information was still more than ten years ago, they just passively accepted the brainwashing of the marketing account, read the complete book and basically only online novels, never knew how to take the initiative to obtain knowledge, let alone know how to speak on the Internet.

Yi Yang remembered that his manager, who liked to sell words, said something that made sense: "Yu Guangzhong said that the meaning of reading is that it makes people young and mediocre." If he was mediocre in his youth, he would be mediocre for the rest of his life. By the way, mediocre people will be mediocre for another lifetime. ”

Although the manager was mocking himself, Yi Yang admitted it and even felt that it made sense.

At this moment, Yi Yang felt very sad inexplicably. Although he was reborn, he didn't know what else he could do to change his life besides studying.

He knows that housing prices will get higher and higher, but he doesn't know how he can rely on this information to make money without capital; He knew that the boss of Tencent and the boss of Alibaba would become very rich, but he didn't know what guidance this would give him in his life.

Because, there is no culture!

In fact, Yi Yang's father left him two conditional plots of land on the outskirts of the provincial capital, as if he could only take over after a few years.

But in his last life, Yi Yang was confused about what he signed with others when he was young, so he sold the two pieces of land and got 20,000 yuan.

Later, the city developed, the urban area expanded, and the housing prices soared, and the price of the two pieces of land is said to have increased many times, and Yiyang was also confused.

By the way, thinking of the 20,000 yuan, Yi Yang thought of the girlfriend who later turned green.

The money was basically spent on her.

Still, I suffered the loss of no culture.

So, really to read, to learn culture!

Grandma suddenly felt Yi Yang's depressed mood and smiled: "What is Yang Yang thinking?" ”

Yi Yang's mood was soothed again, "It's no grandma, I'm just a little sad that I was ignorant before and wasted a lot of time." ”

Hearing Yi Yang's words, whether he was sincere or not, Yi San and Zhao Jinhua felt that they should give him some encouragement and affirmation. Yi San said: "It's not too late to be sensible. ”

Zhao Jinhua also said: "Yes, yes, study hard, you are still young, and you have opportunities." ”

Yi Yang nodded earnestly.

Even if it is not to get a better life in the future, even if it is to see another world, Yi Yang feels that he should study hard this time.

People who have read books, and those who have not read books, see the world differently.

Even, Yi Yang couldn't help but think that if he was educated, maybe the next time he was reborn, he would know how to become the richest man in the world.

Hey, if there's a next time.

This night, Yi Yang didn't sleep well.

He was afraid that he would wake up and lie in that dirty share house again.

Fortunately, the morning light of the next day came in through the window, Yi Yang woke up, his heart was beating wildly, and he looked around blankly, it was still a familiar and unfamiliar country room, and Yi Chuan was asleep next to him.

That's peace of mind.

Indeed, reborn.

At this moment, Yi Yang wanted to cry again.

I woke up early, and many of the villagers who had come to help had not yet arrived. Yi Yang breathed in the country air with a shallow smile on his face.

Yi San stood behind Yi Yang, hesitated for a moment and still mentioned: "Next time I go back to the county seat, cut my hair." ”

After saying that, Yi San regretted it a little. He remembered the last time he had said this to his nephew, but in exchange for his rebellious snort.

However, this time Yi Yang was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with a smile: "Okay." ”

Yi San's frowning brow relaxed. From the first time he saw Yi Yang this time, he felt that this child was different from the past. He couldn't tell what was wrong, he just felt that Yi Yang had changed as a different person.

It seems that he is really sensible.

Yi San is a farmer, he doesn't have too many twists and turns, he doesn't think deeply, he just feels a little relieved.

If this kid really gets better, that's a good thing.

So, Yi San's mood also improved, and he said, "You haven't seen killing pigs yet, have you?" ”

Yi Yang nodded.

Yi San smiled and said, "Then I'll have to look at it later." ”

At about eight or nine o'clock, the weather was already a little warm, and the men and women who came to help in the village were all in place, and Yi Chuan was still sleeping.

Yi Yang lay in the distance, quietly watching them kill pigs.

The pig, dragged out by the villagers, began to run wild in the yard and was cleaned up by a dozen men, but it was difficult to press to death.

For a while, the pigs kept struggling and howling, and the people were also barking.

Finally, the big fat pig was pressed on a long bench by a dozen men, and the butcher came and skillfully penetrated the twenty or thirty centimeter pig-killing knife through the pig's neck.

Pig blood gushes out like tap water.

The woman brought a large basin and attached it underneath, and the pig was still struggling, but it did not have much strength, and soon the pig's blood was filled with a basin.

Just when everyone was slackening, the pig, which had no strength, suddenly exerted his strength again and jumped up from the bench.

Suddenly, pigs jumped and people scurried, chickens flew and dogs jumped.

The villagers shouted and pressed the pig again, but everyone couldn't help laughing.

The pig messed around for a while, and finally lost his vitality and was re-subdued.

Yi Yang looked at the messy picture in front of him, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

The rest is easy.

Boil the boiling water, scald the pig, shave the hair, and remove eight pieces.

People laughed and laughed.

When he cut his spine, Yi Yang couldn't help but go up and swing two axes.

It turns out that killing pigs is so tiring.

Grandma also laughed at him in the crowd.

At noon, Yi Chuan got up and cried for a long time, because he didn't see the picture of killing the pig, crying and crying, Yi San thought he was too noisy and beat him up, and this cousin finally stopped crying.

Yi Yang couldn't help but want to laugh.

It's a wonderful life.

I shouldn't have given up on the light back then.